Monday, May 25, 2015

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Cash stepped
closer into the small space of the bathroom and she inhaled his masculine
scent. He gripped the edge of the sink,
caging her between his thick, muscular arms.

“Would you hate
me if I kissed you?” His gaze held hers.

His husky voice
made her heart skip several beats. “I-I…no, I could never hate you.” Before she
knew what was happening, he dragged his arms around her, pulling her against
his chest and his heated breath caressed her cheek. She shivered and it had nothing to do with the
cold. The apex of her thighs quivered as she reached up and buried her fingers
into his cotton covered shoulders, clinging to him as her knees weakened. As she
stared at him, she waited for what he did next.

“I don’t know you,
but I sure as hell want you,” he said on a ragged tone.

This made no
sense at all. He came home a different man. Sure, she saw something had changed
in him, and she could chalk it up to the fact that he’d caught her partially
naked in his bathroom. But this was far from a moment. There was a deep tension
rolling through him and it seeped from his every pore.

A scorching heat
traveled between them when he lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered, “You
smell so good. It’s been a long time since I smelled something so sweet.”

She shivered
from her hair roots to the tips of her toes. “You don’t smell so bad yourself,
cowboy.” She’d never been good at seduction. She had no idea if her words were corny or did the trick, but the bulge rubbing her thigh told her he
didn’t care what she said.

“If you don’t
want—”

“I want,” she
said a little too quickly. Yeah, she’d definitely have to work on holding back
some.

He pressed her
between his large body and the counter, smoothing his hands down her back. His
fingers dug into her skin. A long breath came through his lips, as if he were
holding back. She saw the evidence of his chaos in the depth of his sparkling
eyes. They were the clearest blue, as if they were their own special color.